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I bought brie cheese and bread at the supermarket last week. I figured, since I am in Europe, I should eat cheese and bread in between meals and at any time other than when I am in the shower. Last week I ate a piece of cheese but the bread I bought was so terrible that I postponed my snack until I could purchase some decent bread.
I resumed Frenching today. I cut off a slice of cheese at a time and then tore a little piece of bread - all while wearing a beret and candy striped stockings. After about six pieces, I turned the cheese over so I could cover it with plastic. Only then did I realize that every bite included a piece of paper that was attached to the bottom of the wedge. I'll have an update on my night's sleep tomorrow.
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Sounds like it may be a while before you get a visit from Mr. Hanky if you're eating all that cheese. Maybe Mr. Soft Spot will help things along. By the way, I'm glad we can still discuss bowel movements from opposite sides of the globe...this 21st century is crazy, man.
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